"all right so what did you have in mind trixie" "teachour" "whatever" "well it's thanksgiving so i need injuns; the kids will play the pilgrims" "okay anything else" "yes, i want it to be REAL" "okay i'll have it all ready by this time tomorrow" "sweet" The Great Cheryl walks off to prepare her portion of the play. Meanwhile, Teachour turns her attention to the class. "okay so you're all going to be pilgrims" "oh oh oh i think i will be good at this" "give me your best pilgrim, jakey" "arrrrrrrrrrgh ye mateys swiggity swooty i'm comin' for that booty yar har har har" "..." "..." "that's... not what a pilgrim is" "WHAT it totally is" "no, that's a lecherous sailor" "tomeɪto, tomɑːto" "no no no pilgrims are the valiant heroes who lured in the evil injuns with food, then killed them with diseased blankets so that we could inhabit this glorious land" "yeah and they also sailed around in huge ships, plundering and pillaging cities, ships, and wenches" Jakey wraps his arm around Kathy and pulls her close as he says "wenches". Kathy just rolls her eyes. "yeah teachour i think jakey's right for once" "yeah" "me too" Teachour sighs and heads backstage for a stiff drink.